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But give me till to-morrow—only till to-morrow—I may be able to part with him then. “The Holy Ghost! The Pope! My mother!” She squealed. Before a word could be said, however, a slight noise was heard in the chimney, and Jack with his irons on descended from it. I beg that you will consider me your friend. ‘Maybe not,’ Gerald conceded, ‘but I’m damned if I herald my approach with a lot of unnecessary blundering about in the dark.
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